hide your secrets, disguise your weakness
and lose yourself inside your busy head
It’d been surprisingly busy once things got back to normal, and he somewhat huffs at the whispers around the bar – he can hear them, fairly well thanks to the earring in his ear, and some of it (nay, most of it) he would really rather not be witnessed to. At the very least, however, since his meeting with Safrin he’d been getting somewhat better. Today? He’d woken up and had the ability to take a full breath of air, no rasp, no cough, nothing. A huge relief, in the end.
He still doesn’t anticipate Maea to appear in a flurry of… Sadness? Exhaustion? He can’t entirely tell. He knows that she doesn’t notice him, and that’s fine. She slumps in the chair before him and he pulls out a glass to fill with something on the medium side of strong – because he knows her, knows her habits, and doesn’t want her to get sicker. But with it, he pulls out his own and fills it as well before sliding hers to her and taking a sip of his own.
“Rough day, sweetheart?” He hums to her, voice back to normal, a smooth rumble compared to his exhausted tones of his sickness – something Maea’d only ever heard from him.
He still doesn’t anticipate Maea to appear in a flurry of… Sadness? Exhaustion? He can’t entirely tell. He knows that she doesn’t notice him, and that’s fine. She slumps in the chair before him and he pulls out a glass to fill with something on the medium side of strong – because he knows her, knows her habits, and doesn’t want her to get sicker. But with it, he pulls out his own and fills it as well before sliding hers to her and taking a sip of his own.
“Rough day, sweetheart?” He hums to her, voice back to normal, a smooth rumble compared to his exhausted tones of his sickness – something Maea’d only ever heard from him.
burn your bridges, and leave no witnesses
all alone inside your busy head
SuNJATA
Feel free to use magic/force on Sunjata, without killing him <3
Sunjata speaks with an Australian accent and has a passive magic that makes him produce a subtle scent that matches exactly to whatever those around him most desire him to smell like.
